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thebestofoneshots · 2 days

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WOLFSTAR X READER SERIES

Gilded Constellations | THE INTERLUDE Part 2

Summary: You meet Sirius and Regulus at a family vacation in the Caribbean, but things don't go as planned and you end up losing contact once the trip is over. Years later your family moves to England and you get accepted at Hogwarts where you finally see Sirius once again, along with all of his friends. One of them with a mysterious secret, that you'll uncover as you embark on your own Hogwarts adventure. Mostly canon-compliant. This IS a wolfstar x reader fic, but it's incredibly slow burn. They won't start all dating each other until we're very deep into the story, but I promise the long wait will be worth it.

Series Masterlist | Previous episode | The first Interlude

You guys know I wanted to make another interlude, but upon lack of time, and because I don't want to have you wait another week to read the next chapter (darling @aremuslupinsimp for sure needs someone to vent about the absolute rollercoaster of emotions that it is) I've decided to make it a WEEKL-LONG EVENT!

But Lilly, What does that mean? It means you can send as many questions as you might have and I'll try to address all of them within the week. Including anything related to last week, this week's, and the next week's chapter (although I will not spoil that one).

Adding a few questions here, just as a start:

Have you always known where the story is going or have you kind of figured it out along the way? do you have the ending planned?

Hey love! I do have a base idea of where GC is going. I've had these big plot points thought out from the very beginning to the part where they all start dating. Having said that, a lot of things that happen in the story, and that are in between those points, are just me letting my imagination soar, and a lot of those chapters end up being some of my favourites.

I wanted to end the story either before they end school or before 1981, but now that I've gotten so attached to the characters, I've honestly thought of writing past that, and "fixing" some of the things that happen in canon. But who knows, that's like a whole other fic just on how much plot it would have.

SoIi can’t really remeber if the ‘prank’ that Sirius pulled on Snape had already happened in Gilded Constellations, if it hasn’t will it be happening or will it just get skipped over?

It's happened already (in 5th year). That's the reason Snape is weary about leaving Vixen in the Shack in "Bad Moon Rising". He knew she would be in danger because there was a werewolf inside. He couldn't say anything to them because of the young twisting charm Dumbledore put on him, and he's never been brave enough to stand up to the other Slytherins, so he went straight to Lily and told her Vix was in danger.

That's why Lily knew about Vixen being in danger when Sirius showed up with a fox in his hands and was livid about it.

Tu penses prévoir combien de chapitre pour GC si tu sais sinon si tu sais pas une estimation de chapitre que tu aimerais écrire pour GC ?

I'm terrible with estimations, originally it was going to be a short 5 chapter-long series. And then I wanted to end it at thirty, and then at forty. So far I've written 55 chapters, but I'm thinking of ending before chapter 70. (That's IF I don't get carried away).

Do we get to know if Sirus ever got that necklace back from the first few chapters?

Oh, the necklace is still on Vix's neck and it's going to be HUGE in the next couple of chapters. I've been building on is for a while and I'm really excited about it finally happening.

How is it going with Remus' and reader's fireworms?

They are amazing! They've implemented a whole system that helps them get fed automatically. They're probably going to ace that test.

Are we seeing more to Nina?

Definitely.

After they come back from winter break will the study group start again?

I mean, there're going to be a LOT of things happening after the Winter Break, but I assume yes. Also the reading club, the reading club is going to happen.

How long do we have to wait 'till Remus, Reader and Sirius go out?

I think I'm about one or two chapters away from writing that, but I'm a few chapters ahead. But it's waaay less than before.

Does Nina have a little crush on Reader or is it just me?

I mean, there's a reason why the ribbon she tied on her quidditch gear was enough to defend Vix from Barty's spell. And why, more than once, Nina's love has proven to be a strong protective spell over the reader.

Are we getting more lessons like some of the first chapters?

Yup, not very soon, since the next few chapters will all be happening over the winter break, but once they're back in school, certainly.

Further questions will be answered directly on asks as they come.

I'm really excited about the questions I might get, also a bit terrified about the questions I'll get after Chapter 44, but of well, the show must go on.

Love ya lots, Lils xx

Series Masterlist | First Interlude

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theemporium · 11 months

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wolfstar fucking read stupid? maybe there is some jealousy involved?

thank you for requesting!🖤

“Atta girl, sweetheart, just like that. Fuck—”

You let out a muffled whine, your wide and glossy eyes staring up at the pretty boy who threw his head back as he let out a low moan. He looked gorgeous like this, head tilted back and neck on display, the tattoos littering his torso and arms as the sounds of his pleasure echoed through the room. He was so pretty and you just never wanted to look away, never wanted to move away from that angle.

Sirius’ fingers gripped your ponytail like a handle, guiding you up and down his cock as your tongue eagerly traced along the underside of his cock. Your lips were red and swollen, a mix of spit and his precum drooling down your chin but neither of you cared as the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat.

“Merlin, you always were a fucking slut for his cock, baby,” another voice growled from behind you, large hands roughly squeezing and groping your ass. You whined around Sirius’ cock but the boy behind you just let out an amused chuckle. “Bet you would stay with his dick in your mouth forever if you could.”

Your eyes fluttered shut when Sirius’ hips roughly thrusted into your mouth.

“Maybe that would teach stupid pricks that she’s our whore,” Sirius snapped, his chest heaving with soft pants as he stared down at you, his eyes darkening in delight at the way his cock bulged in your mouth.

Sirius Black and Remus Lupin were some of the best boyfriends you could have asked for. They were caring and attentive. They loved to spoil you rotten in any way they could. And they loved reminding everyone what belonged to them—including you.

Especially you.

All it had taken was an overly-friendly project partner for the boys to see red. They got possessive and they got territorial and they happily reminded your project partner who you belonged to. And then they dragged you up to their dorm to remind you of the same.

You didn’t know how much time had passed and you honestly didn’t care. All you knew was that your whole body felt like it was on fire, you were leaking down your own thighs and you doubted you would be making it to any of your classes tomorrow but you really, really didn’t care.

“Our pretty slut,” Sirius cooed mockingly, his fingers lightly tracing the bulge in your cheek like a soft, loving action. “Can you take it or is it too much?”

You whined, wiggling your hips and both boys chuckled in response.

“She was made for us, Pads,” Remus growled from behind you, swiping the head of his cock along your soaking slit. Your eyes fluttered shut as he slapped your swollen clit with his tip a few times. “Ours. All fucking ours.”

Your moan was filthy as Remus slid into you, right down to the base of his cock until his hips were snug against your ass. Sirius tugged on your hair, keeping you locked with his cock down your throat and you felt so fucking full. Your boys—both of your boys—so deep inside you and you could have happily stayed there forever.

You saw the bright flash before you heard the familiar click of the camera, your eyes snapping open to look up at Sirius who just smirked down at you.

“Just a little reminder what a whore our girlfriend is for our cocks,” he commented casually before handing the camera to Remus, who you could only imagine had a similar mischievous glint in his eyes as Sirius did.

Your eyes fluttered shut when you felt his palm meet your ass.

CLICK!

“Our whore. Ours.”

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valentinetypewriter · 7 months

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Pleasant Intrusion

Wolfstar x reader

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Y/n catches Sirius and Remus messing around in her room and rummaging through her closet

Warnings: implied smut, making out, perverted teenage boyfriends. Also I suck at naming fics, and writing anything explicit or intimate

Word count: 1,989, this is just a short fic

Sirius and Remus had finished their last class of the day when they decided to head to their girlfriend's room. Upon entering they found it empty, which seemed odd to them since Y/n would always be up here on Thursday's, having finished her last class almost an hour before them. Remus was planning on leaving to go and look for Y/n when Sirius had decided to take a seat on her bed "Let's just wait for her here, she shouldn't be too long" Remus just shrugged, taking a seat next to the black haired boy. He grabbed one of the few books on Y/n's bedside table to busy himself as he waited. Though Sirius was not one to wait, he started to get fidgety after sitting for only 5 minutes.

So he took it upon himself to start rifling through his girlfriend's stuff. "What the hell are you doing?" Remus questioned, watching his boyfriend pull out a pair of lace underwear from their girlfriend's closet "just taking a look, that's all" as much as he tried to be convincing in his tone, Sirius didn't do much to hide the fact he was shoving the panties into his back pocket. The tall Werewolf just sighed at his actions "she'll be pissed if you get caught" Sirius just laughed and shook his head, continuing his search through Y/n's stuff "you see darling I don't plan on getting caught" he made eye contact with Remus before throwing a matching lace bra at the sitting boy. The tall boy's face burned red as he held up the bra. He had seen Y/n in it before, it was the matching set she wore when she was planning for an intense night with the two boys. It was a dark red colour with black lace and a small heart bead in the centre. Remus threw it onto the bed next to him, trying to ignore the blood that's starting to rush downwards.

He looked around the room to distract himself and his eyes landed on an enchanted photo on the bedside table. It was a photo taken about 4 months ago and it was of him, Y/n and Sirius celebrating their 1 year anniversary. The three of them were smiling brightly, Remus stood in the centre with his arms wrapped around his two partners as they both shoved their faces into his own, smothering his face in kisses before looking back over at the camera. Remus gently picked the frame up and smiled at the photo, gently rubbing off a slight layer of dust. Sirius threw himself behind Remus and lent over his shoulder to examine what the boy was holding "you know that's my favourite photo of us" remus looked back at his boyfriend seeing a familiar glint in his stormy grey eyes "I especially like how red you face gets" his voice softened as he lent in to kiss Remus on the cheek. The boy's face instantly started burning up, the thing about Remus was that he was incredibly easy to make blush, especially when it came to his partners.

Sirius continued kissing over Remus's face before leaning into his lips. They deepened the kiss as Sirius's hands wrapped around his boyfriend's waist, gently pushing him down against the bed. The raven haired boy leant over Remus as he straddle his legs, sliding his tongue into the young Werewolves mouth. The two started moving against each other for friction, but neither dared to stop and undress. Maybe if he wasn't so caught up in the taste of cinnamon and smoke from Sirius's mouth, Remus would've heard the approaching footsteps or the door being gently opened and quickly closed.

"What the hell are you two perverts doing?" The voice of their beloved girlfriend rang out snapping both boys out of their trance as their heads shot up. No matter what they said there was no denying how perverted they must've seemed to their girlfriend. Sirius was sitting on top of Remus, lace underwear still sticking out from his back pocket for y/n to see. Remus on the other hand was burning red, his hair was a mess and his lips seemed swollen, a bra laying next to his head that just so happened to match the underwear in the stormy eyed boy's pocket. Sirius was the first to speak up "oh hello princess, we were just keeping busy while waiting for you to get back" a wolfish grin on his face, y/n looked between her two boyfriend's, the lace panties and the matching bra "Yes I can see that" her face reddening at the thought of the two rifling through her underwear draw then making out on her bed. "Care to join us, love?" Remus' voice had a whispered edge to it, still slightly dazed from Sirius. "Yeah ok, I guess you two depraved pervs deserve some company"

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slytherweasley · 1 year

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Crushing (dbf!wolfstar x reader)

Warnings: age gap (legal), kissing, nipple play, mentions scars, oral (f&m giving/receiving), penetration, fingering, unprotected sex, female reader

Summary: James Potter’s oldest child comes back to England to help her brother with the war. Y/n stays at Grimmauld place with her late father’s best friends but she can’t get over her feelings for them.

You hadn’t seen any of your family or father’s friends since you were a child. After your parents died you were separated from your brother and sent to a kind family in France who were willing to hide you until you were of age.

Last year you became of age and this year you decided to move back to help your brother who you hadn’t seen in years but you never stopped contacting him. Over the past few weeks you’d met so many people who had been desperate to meet you. You immediately had a lot of involvement in the order since you were the closest thing to a parent to your younger brother.

You’d met Sirius Black and Remus Lupin for the first time, you’d heard so much about them, seen many pictures and yet you’d never expected to meet two more handsome men in your life. Their charm makes you blush every time.

“You look just like your parents, I can’t believe I didn’t instantly recognise you” Remus says his hand brushing your cheek. When you first met the two men they were confused by your presence, Molly Weasley explained you are James and Lily’s daughter. “You’ve grown up to be such a beautiful young woman, at first we were just stunned by your beauty” Sirius says making your cheeks turn red. Sirius was kind enough to let you stay with him and Remus at Grimmauld place instead of cooped up at the Weasley’s burrow.

Your room is across from Remus and Sirius’ room each time you walk past it, you have the urge to knock on the door and crawl into bed with them. You know you would never considering you just met them and it’s probably wrong for you to want to get into bed with your dead father’s best friends.

But the more you get to know them the more you long for them. They treat you like a princess, you don’t have to lift a finger, something as simple as taking your plate to the sink is too much. Not to mention the pet names that make your heart pound and pussy wet. They are very affectionate with you, there were many instances where things have gotten so touchy you had to stop yourself from leaning in to kiss them.

After dinner the two men meet you in the living room with a bottle of expensive alcohol.

“I just want to thank you for letting me stay in your home, everyone has been so welcoming and I really enjoy spending time with you two” “it is no trouble darling” Sirius’ lips brush against your cheek and then he presses a kiss to it. “Oh god” you sigh “something wrong, baby?” Remus asks rubbing your thigh when noticing your change in expression. “When you guys touch me it’s hard not to kiss you” “then don’t try to resist” Remus says his face getting closer to yours but you go in for the kiss.

As you’re kissing Remus, Sirius’ hands are on your waist and kissing your neck, Remus pulls you onto his lap. You pull away to kiss Sirius, his hands move to your hair pulling it the way you like it. You feel Remus’ erection growing underneath you “Let’s go to our room, it will be much comfier” Remus picks you up and you wrap your legs around his waist.

Remus gently places you on the bed and the two men help you undress you down to your underwear. You so desperately want to see them naked. You kneel on the bed and help Remus out of his shirt, you notice the scars you find them very attractive but make an effort to only glance at them once since you’d heard he’s quite insecure about his transformation.

Meanwhile, Sirius is already shirtless and kissing you again. Both men now had painful erections, you found it kind of hot that you’d only snogged and they were so aroused, you weren’t one to judge you were wet the moment you laid eyes on them.

You pull away briefly and Remus plays with the straps on your bra letting them fall and unclasps your bra letting your breasts fall. “Oh darling, look at those perky things” Sirius wastes no time in taking one into his mouth, Remus follows suit placing kisses on your boob and flicking your nipples with his tongue.

Sirius kisses down your stomach while Remus pays close attention to your sensitive nipples, he begins nibbling on them making you groan and throw your head back. At the same time, Sirius pulls your underwear down and spreads your legs letting out a groan at the sight of your glistening pussy.

“Prettier than I imagined” Sirius says running a finger through your folds making you whimper, he puts his finger to his mouth sucking on it “God, you taste so good.”

Sirius’ head moves between your legs kissing up your thighs and taking the time to suck on your upper thighs causing you to squirm. Suddenly, he dives into your pussy making you let out a loud moan, his tongue works your clit and finger slides inside you.

Remus kisses your lips again before standing beside the bed and undoing his pants, you help him with his underwear pulling it down to reveal his big aching cock. “Fucking hell” you groan and take him into your mouth, you found it hard to take him all the way as you kept choking. Sirius takes a breath and watches you choking on Remus’ cock.

“Just wait until he’s inside you, darling you’re going to be so full” Sirius says.

You taste the precum on your tongue the taste fuelling you to take him as far as you can without gagging until you choke. “Feels amazing darling, keep going.”

Sirius has multiple fingers deep inside you bringing you close to your orgasm. “That’s it Princess, squeeze around my fingers, let it go” you take your mouth off Remus’ dick letting yourself ride your orgasm.

Remus flips you around while you’re still recovering. Remus takes you from the back slowly sliding inside you “Fuck” he lets out a long groan “so fuckin’ wet” he mutters and begins pounding into you. Sirius tugs his pants and underwear down pumping himself at the sight of the both of you.

“Siri, lemme suck your cock” you say breathless, Sirius guides his cock to your mouth. Each moan vibrates through Sirius’ sensitive cock “oh princess, I’m going to cum if you keep going.”

Remus rubs your clit with his free hand and you get closer, “Fuck I’m close” Remus says as you find yourself squeezing around his cock. Remus finishes inside you and you almost collapse after finishing so hard. Remus holds you up and Sirius pulls out of your mouth. “Did so well my darling girl” Remus says.

Sirius sits in the middle of the bed stroking his cock. You and Remus make your way over to him and suck him off together. “Fuck” Sirius groans as you and Remus lick from base to tip and suck on his tip. You kiss down his cock and take his balls into your mouth while Remus takes him in his mouth.

“So close” Sirius throws his head back moaning until Remus pulls out “Cum on her tongue” he says and Sirius kneels in front of you stroking his cock until he eventually finishes and you swallow his cum.

You were so incredibly tired, you lay beside the two boys in their bed as they take care of you, cleaning you up. “Oh Darling, look at you” Remus kisses your forehead “It’s okay, go to sleep, honey” Sirius rubs your back and shoulders placing lots of kisses to your skin as you drift off to sleep.

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wingedhallows · 29 days

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bloody party; wolfstar

pairing: wolfstar x reader | 0.9k words plot: finding your bofriend cheating you at a gryffindor party sucked, good thing sirius and remus liked you bloody all the same. prompt: "bloody party" authors note: this might have a second part, since it has an open ending. I hope you like it :)

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The bass thumbed through you, faintly. The smoke filled your lungs between quiet sobs, the tears probably smudging your makeup. Your bloody knuckles hurt and shivered as you tried to hold onto the cigarette. How could he throw your relationship away like this? Like it never meant a thing?

It was a good night, good music, good people and greater booze. Remus and Sirius went out for a smoke so you made it your mission to find your own boyfriend. Fleetwood Mac was playing and you felt on cloud nine. Your hair flew with a twirl and a big smile was evident on your face, you felt pure bliss.

Marlene slumped her arm over your shoulder, yelling along to the music as she pushed a cup of mystery liquid to your lips. You took a sip with a smile, bacardi cola, and swayed along with her for a few more moments.

You caught a glimpse of James talking to a pretty blonde, his face adorned with a flirtatious smile.

You left Marlene to her friends and kept on searching for the boyfriend in question.

Felix had to be somewhere here, right? A few more steps forward you were able to see him, his reddish hair, the black watch you had given him for Christmas last year.

Then you saw the full picture, his hand was entangled in a brunette's hair, his other on her bottom and his lips on hers. Their mouths seemed to dance to a song you couldn’t hear, to taunt you.

Your heart dropped into your stomach as your fists balled. You saw red, deep red.

Your jaw tightened as you stared at the both of them, your feet seemed to have developed a mind of their own as they got you right to them.

As his eyes found yours, he pulled away. The girl turned around, her eyes wide. You see, you had a reputation. Not a good one but a reputation, alright. You were prone to use your fists before talking so as you got real close and whispered.

“Run.” She didn’t think twice and took off.

“Y/N, honey. My love, this is a misunderstanding.” His hands tried to keep you at a distance, his eyes wide. People around you formed a circle, excited to see you give way to your reputation but also scared for Felix.

“You’re dead.” You snarled before you sent him to the ground with a right hook. A tooth clattered along the stone tiles as he held his cheek.

“You don’t cheat on me.” Your hands twitched in anger as tears threatened to spill. You got on top of him and threw punch after punch, the boy now unconscious, blood everywhere. The music was still playing, people danced and you stared down on your bloody, beat ex-boyfriend without a twinge of remorse.

Suddenly your arm was yanked and you were pulled off of Felix, who didn’t move.

“What the fuck, Y/N.” Tristan, Felix’ best friend yelled in your face. He yanked your arm once more but the more you looked at him, the more he annoyed you.

You saw Sirius and Remus approaching with worried expressions on their faces. Sirius had Tristand by the throat in an instant and Remus held you, examined your face and body.

“He’s alive.” Lily threw in, wiping her hands on her black dress.

“If you touch her again..” You didn’t listen any further as you turned around, bent down to Felix’ unconscious form and robbed him of his pack of cigarettes. Without looking back, you walked off.

“Y/N, love.” Remus called after you but you just gave him a tight smile. “Five minutes, Rem.”

He nodded and turned back around to help Sirius who was still holding back a very agitated Tristan.

Your white summer dress was ruined, it was full of Felix’ blood. The cigarette was nearing its end and the alcohol was slowly but surely wearing off. The bliss you had felt hours ago, was gone, utterly destroyed.

“This bloody fucking party.” You mumbled more to yourself than anyone else.

“Here you are, birdy.” Remus came into sight, Sirius right behind him. “We searched for you, dove.” He spoke and sat down next to you. His hand brushed some hair out of your face, his thumb tried to gently rub some blood off your cheek but you just took another drag from your cigarette.

“We made sure no one talks.” Sirius said as he took another sip from his beer.

“He was an asshole anyways.” He tried again, but you just wouldn’t answer. Remus and Sirius shared a look, worried.

“He was undeserving of you, dove. I hope you know that.” Remus spoke before he sank to his knees before you. His big hands rested on your knees.

“You deserve so much better, someone who would wreck the world for you.” He spoke.

Your eyes now found his as you flicked the done cigarette to the ground.

“Someone who loves you unconditionally.” He rested his hand on top of yours, Sirius joined, his hand now also on yours.

“Who’s that?” Sirius hand found your cheek, thumb on your lips as he whispered.

“Who do you think?”

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bettercallwillow · 1 year

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pairing: poly!wolfstar x fem!reader

summary: when you discover sirius hiding out in the shrieking shack, he and remus make sure you don’t say a word

warnings: dark!wolfstar, older!wolfstar, dub-con/cnc, smut, dom!remus, dom!sirius, rough sex, degrading, oral (m recieving), fingering, penetration, spitroasting

note: happy halloween! this is probably the darkest and filthiest thing i’ve written but i’ve been gone for a while so i might aswell come back with a bang. the ending is slightly rushed so i hope you don’t mind, enjoy!! (also if anybody’s confused about the plot, basically sirius actually did the crimes that he was accused of and remus is helping him while he’s on the run, so kinda deatheater!wolfstar)

Ever since you discovered the passageway that led from the whomping willow to the shrieking shack, you had been hiding out in the dilapidated building to escape the stress of your final exams. With some candlelight and a cozy blanket, it wasn’t half bad.

It had been a rather stressful day when you snook out to the tree, double potions with Snape was never fun. You had been looking forward to the peace and quiet, opting to bring a book with you to pass the time.

However, when you made it to the end of the passageway and pushed open the door, you were quite shocked when your eyes landed on two figures conversing in the middle of the room.

You didn’t recognise them at first. but when one of them lit a cigarette, the flame lit up their face and your eyes widened- it was Sirius Black. The escaped murderer.

A squeak left your mouth and his head turned to look at you, a smirk playing on his lips when he saw you, “Well, well,” he chuckled, “Look who just stumbled in, Moony,”

You were left in even more shock when the other figure turned to look at you, the scars running across his face making him immediately recognisable. It was Professor Lupin.

“What a pretty little plaything,” Remus spoke, snatching the cigarette from Sirius’ lips and taking a puff, “Why don’t you go fetch her, Pads? I want a closer look,”

You turned to leave, your heart pounding, but Sirius was too quick. His hand grabbed your wrist within seconds and he pulled you towards Lupin, his fingernails digging into your flesh slightly.

“Oh, yeah, I know this one,” Lupin looked you up and down, his pupils blown wide, “Smart little student, a slut too- always wearing her skirts short,”

“I can tell, I can practically see her ass,” Sirius landed a slap on your ass, making you yelp and tears form in your eyes.

“Please, let me go, I won’t tell anybody I saw you,” you whimpered, desperately trying to pull your arm from Sirius’ grasp.

The longer-haired man tutted, pulling you towards him so your back was pressed against his chest, “Now that won’t do, darling, we gotta make sure you don’t say a fucking word,”

“W-What are you gonna do to me?” you felt tears begin to fall down your cheeks and you were certain you were shaking now. You had always assumed Professor Lupin was nice, clearly it was an all act.

“I think we show you what happens when you walk around in those short fucking skirts,” Remus spat, standing up from his sitting position, “Think you can take two cocks, princess?”

“Please don’t,” you shook your head, grimacing when you felt Sirius’ hardening cock rub against your ass through his trousers.

“Stupid thing, you should know by now that you don’t have a choice,” Sirius chuckled. Then suddenly, he pushed on your back, forcing you into a position where your ass was stuck out.

You grabbed onto Remus’ legs for support, leaving your face planted directly in front of his already hard buldge, “Good slut, already know what you need to do,” he stroked your hair, a whimper leaving your lips.

Lupin moved his hands down to his belt, working on unbuckling it as Sirius’ hands groped your ass. As much as you hated to admit, you were getting turned on. In any other situation, you wouldn’t have thought twice about sleeping with Lupin.

“The slut’s getting wet,” Sirius noted the growing patch forming on your panties, a blush settling on your cheeks when he pointed it out. He dragged a tattooed hand against your clothed cunt and you let out a gasp, your hips instinctively leaning towards the touch.

Your body was betraying you, craving more friction as your clit began to throb. By now, Remus had pulled down his trousers to mid-thigh, along with his boxers, leaving his leaking cock just inches away from your face, “Well? You just gonna stare or are you gonna do what dumb whores like you are made to do?” he scoffed.

Your mouth fell open and he hummed in approval, taking his cock by the base in one hand and placing the tip on your tongue. The taste of pre-cum soaked into your tastebuds and you moaned, surprising everyone in the room.

“Oh does the slut like the taste of m’cock?” Remus grinned, wrapping a hand in your hair and pushing a few more inches of his length into your mouth. At the same time, Sirius pushed your panties to the side and plunged two fingers into your dripping hole, forcing a loud moan from your lungs.

The vibrations ran down Remus and he groaned, pushing all of his cock into your throat so your nose was brushing against the hairs on his pubic bone. “Fuck, she’s tight,” Sirius chimed, curling his fingers upward and hitting your sweet spot perfectly.

“M’surprised, you should hear some of the- fuck- rumours about her,” Remus chuckled, pulling out so just the tip of his cock was in before pushing back in, making you swallow around him to avoid gagging.

Sirius set a harsh pace with his fingers as Remus started to fuck your face, the lycanthrope’s grip on your hair tight as he rutted into you. You were a moaning mess due to Sirius, the cock in your mouth making you drool down your chin.

“She’s already fucked dumb,” Remus observed your face, his brows furrowed and his lips upturned in a slight smirk, “God knows how she’s gonna- fuck- take your cock soon,”

“I better hurry up then,” the longer-haired man pulled out his fingers and you let out a whine, only to earn a harsh smack on your ass, “Fucking whore, take what I give you,”

Within moments, Sirius had rid himself of his trousers and boxers, his cock making a soft slapping noise as it sprung up and hit his lower abdomen, “Can’t fucking wait to be buried in this cunt,” he groaned, stroking his erection as his eyes settled on your throbbing hole.

You mewled, deciding that resisting him would cause more trouble, and arched your back further. A sound of satisfaction rolled of the man’s tongue and he positioned the tip of his cock at your entrance, eager to fill you to the brim.

As Remus pushed his length into your mouth, Sirius did the same with your cunt, forcing a loud moan from you. It burnt as first, you hadn’t expected the longer-haired man to be so fucking big, but as time passed the pain turned into pure pleasure.

It wasn’t long before Sirius set a brutal pace, hard and fast, his thrusts matching those of Remus. It was overwhelming, the feeling of two cocks using your body as if you were nothing but a mere sextoy.

“Just as I said, so fucking tight,” Sirius moaned, his hands grabbing onto your hips hard enough that his fingernails left crescent-shaped marks on your skin, “When you’re done with her mouth, Moony, you gotta try this cunt,”

“You read my mind,” Remus grinned, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he reached his high, “Fuck- m’gonna cum, fill your slutty throat with my seed,”

You were actually quite eager to taste him, all previous doubts thrown out of the window as the pleasure became too strong, so you did your best- suctioning your cheeks around his cock and trying your best to relax your throat.

Remus moaned loudly, pushing you down so his cock was lodged at the back of your throat as he came, ropes of seed shooting into your mouth. You moaned at the taste, immediately swallowing when the lycanthrope pulled out.

“Wow, you really a fucking whore, aren’t you?” Sirius chuckled, wrapping a hand in your hair and pulling you up so your back was pressed against his chest. With every snap of his hips, you felt like heaven, his cock managing to reach places inside you that you didn’t even know existed.

“Fuck, feels so good,” you mewled, pushing your hips back so you could feel him deeper.

“Yeah? You like it when Sirius wrecks your silly little guts?” Remus spoke, grabbing your chin in his hand and forcing you to look at him. You nodded, looking into his eyes with half-lidded ones, you mouth hung open in a constant moan.

“Words, slut,”

“Y-yeah,” you answered him, “I love it,”

Your body jolted as Sirius’ thrusts got harder, a familiar bubbling sensation settling in your lower abdomen, “M’close, please,”

“Wait for me, pup,” the animagus muttered in your ear, his grip on your waist getting tighter and he approached his own high. You nodded, screwing your eyes shut and biting your lip as you tried to your best to delay your orgasm.

“Good whore, doing what she’s told,” Remus praised you, stroking your cheek. You leant into his touch, moans and whimpers rolling off your tongue.

“Shit, gonna cum,” Sirius groaned, a hand reaching round to rub circles on your clit, “C’mon, pup, cum for me, soak my cock,”

You did as you were told, practically screaming in pleasure as you gushed around Sirius’ length, your cunt clenching tight, “Fuck!”

“Fucking hell, pup,” Sirius moaned, the feeling of your walls throbbing around his cock sent him over the edge and his hips stilled as he spilled inside you, filling you the brim with his cum.

A sigh left your mouth when he pulled out and you felt your knees wobble. If it wasn’t for both men holding you up, you would have fell to the floor, “Wow..”

“We’re not done yet, dove,” Remus chuckled, fisting at his already hard cock, “You gonna bend over nice and pretty for me and let me fill you up?”

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tiredofthehumanlife · 1 month

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It’s that damn sweater vest

Barbie dolls: Wolfstar x reader (remus x reader x Sirius)

Word count: barely 900 its not that Sirius guys (do you see what i did there)

Summary: A Ravenclaw boy is like tots all over your boyfriend so you and Sirius make out

Warnings: YOURE A BOY, BOY LIKER 🫵🚨🚨🚨, um teenage alcohol consumption? Just pretend it’s apple juice, kind of exhibitism, ass grabbing, hair pulling, mentions of hickeys, Sirius gets lipstick fucking everywhere that whore, nipple rolling?? Idk, um jealousy, i think that’s it this one is really just a little making out scene not much going on

You and Sirius loved when Remus went to parties with you. He’d swap out his massive cardigans for a simple sweater vest. You and Sirius were like Victorian men seeing a woman’s ankle for the first time. You’d giggle into each other’s shoulders the second Remus pulled on his little vests. He looked amazing. His button up poking out over the neckline. He’d always get hot, rolling up his sleeves over his elbows. It made you want nothing more than to drag both your boyfriends to your dorm. Remus wasn’t the only one whose party clothes were way past hot. Sirius always wore the band shirts he’d cropped. The frayed hem hanging over his stomach. His navel was on display, often with a hickey or two peeking out from the waistband of his pants. Remus would always press his face into Sirius’ shoulder as he did his eye makeup, nipping at his neck. You were quite used to people drooling over your boyfreinds. This was different.

A Ravenclaw boy was totally flirting with Remus. He was touching on Remus’ exposed forearm. His fingertips gently tracing over the scars there. Remus had gotten up to get himself a new drink. Leaving you alone on the blue velvet couch. Sirius had wandered off with James. You glared at the boy as he giggled at one of Remus’ jokes. You shouldn’t feel jealous. Remus was extremely loyal. He’d never cheat but still the thought of the Ravenclaw’s hands on your boyfriend made you feel sick to your stomach. So you sat on the couch, crossing your arms, and staring at them. The couch dipped next to you as Sirius joined you. He looked just as jealous as you. You both glared at the boy as he trailed his fingers further up Remus’ arm. You got a petty idea, a sick grin pulling across your lips. You looked to Sirius, finding the same look on his face.

You gripped his band shirt, pulling him into you. You met his lips, cupping his cheek. Sirius held the back of your neck. You swiped your tongue against his lip. Sirius opened his mouth, letting you in. You met his tongue with yours. Sirius let out a quiet moan that you could barely hear over the music. You squeezed Sirius’ thigh. He nipped at your bottom lip. Sirius pulled back. He pulled himself over your lap, straddling your legs. You grinned. Sirius met your lips again. He grinded down on your lap, licking into your mouth. You dropped your hands to his ass. You slipped them under the waistband of his pants, squeezing his ass. He moaned again, tilting his head.

You thought of Remus watching the two of you from across the room. He’d ignore the Ravenclaw to watch his two boyfriends grind against each other. Sirius dragged his hand down your chest. He slid under the hem of your shirt. You brought your hands to his thighs. Sirius Black and his stupid leather pants. You dug your nails into his thighs, making him moan into your mouth. Sirius dropped his mouth from yours, to kiss down your neck. You could feel the lipstick smeared all over your face and neck. You dropped your mouth open, letting your groans fall out. You buried you hand in Sirius’ hair. You looked up from the back of Sirius’ band shirt. You stared across the room to meet Remus’ eyes. He stared at you, biting down onto the lip of his cup. You saw the Ravenclaw still talking to Remus but you could tell he didn’t hear a word. You winked at Remus. Remus grinned into his drink. You pulled Sirius’ head back by his hair. You slid both your hands under Sirius’ cropped shirt. You rolled his nipples between your fingers, nipping at his bottom lip. Sirius arched his back, pressing into your chest. Sirius moaned into your mouth, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth.

Across the room Remus shoved his drink into the Ravenclaw’s hands. The Ravenclaw stared at the drink in confusion before looking up at Remus for answers only to find Remus already gone. He had disappeared into the crowd of dancing people. Remus swerved through the dancers, making a beeline for his boyfriends. He watched as you dropped your hands from Sirius’ chest to his thighs. You squeezed hard, making Sirius grind against your lap again. Remus heard Sirius moan when he felt your bulge. Remus finally reached you two. He buried his hand in Sirius’ hair, pulling his head back. His red lipstick was smeared all over his mouth. It was staining your face and neck as well. Sirius grinned evilly up at Remus. You smiled at Sirius’ exposed neck, dragging your finger over his Adam’s apple.

“Okay boys, I got the message. Let’s go, huh?” Remus whispered, kissing Sirius. You nodded, nudging Sirius off of you. Sirius stood, wrapping his arms around Remus’ waist. The second you were standing, Sirius was grabbing onto your hand. You both giddily walked away, towards the door. Remus rolled his eyes following after you two. Remus’ lips had the same pink tint your neck did. It was more than clear to everyone you three were together. No more Ravenclaw boys on your or Sirius’ mind. Just the feeling of your boyfriends hand in yours and the reassuring sight of boyfriend number two following after you.

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melodramaschild · 1 year

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Immediate yes to that tattoo and piercing Drabble idea babe, in fact it isn’t even a yes it’s me begging for it

Based on me (so lots of neurodivergent and awkward)

Moder au

“Babe, I’m telling you, the whole conversation was… kinda weird.” Sirius said as he pulled his long hair into a high messy bun. “Do I look good?” He asked Remus and he nodded.

…

“What do you mean by weird?” Remus raised his eyebrow at his boyfriend as he was cleaning the chair.

“Well… she was way too nice.”

“And that’s weird?” Remus chuckled at that.

“She is calling me Mr. Black, she was… way too polite, has private Instagram and… she’s nice. Like, I never had this kind of conversation with my clients before.” Sirius thought. “And she lets me do my work! Like she send me the screen of my work and said that she wants it!”

Sirius was feeling enthusiastic about people admiring his work. But he really loved tattooing people with his work.

“Never heard you judging people like this, Mr. Black.” Remus joked as he hooked his fingers under Sirius’ chin. “I’m not judging,” Sirius frowned. “It’s mean to judge.” Remus tapped his chin with this thumb. “I’m not, she’s just… interesting.” “Yeah right.” Remus smiled and collected his lips with Sirius.

—

“Hi, can I help you somehow?” James asked you as you tripped over the door into the studio. “Fuck sorry.” You apologised to the door. Very good way how to make a good first impression.

“Yeah, hi there, hello.” You waved your hand at him and nervously chuckled. “I’m-I’m having an a-appointment on 2pm with M-Mr. Black.” You explained and swung on your heels.

James gave you back a warm smile. “Yes of course, you can leave your jacket here and I’ll talk to him.” James explained and disappeared in on of the room.

“You can come in.”

—

Sirius couldn’t help but smile a bit. He didn’t expect… the way you looked. He called this no-taste clothes. Without all judgment and bad meaning, of course. And you looked exactly like that. Like you don’t truly know your style so you just wear whatever you find in your closet or in the clothing shop.

You looked like a lost puppy who was hiding in the corner. It was even in your face. The look behind your eyes that made you look confused and scared.

“You must be Y/n, is that correct?” He asked and you nodded. “Yeah, nice to meet you, Mr. Black.” You said and handed him your hand for a proper greeting. He couldn’t help but grin. He didn’t meet people with hand shaking for very long time.

“Nice to meet you too Y/n.” He smiled. “Can we get you anything? Coffee, tea, some biscuit too?” James eyed you. “A tea is okay, thank you very much. A fruit one if you have.”

“Anything for you, dove.” James made you smile as he disappeared.

“So, since we have a bit of privacy. Please have a seat.” He pointed at the small black leather couch in the corner of the room. “So you chose my design, is that still correct?”

“Yes.”

“And the placement?”

“Uh, I don’t know how it’s specifically named.” You nervously scratched your ear. “It’s okay, you can describe it.” Sirius assured you and sunk into the couch, suddenly getting a bit shy as you had to describe it.

“It’s like between breasts but down the chest, you know. Like not fully on my tummy, but also on my breasts too.” Sirius mind went into oblivion. He wasn’t expecting some goody two shoes girl looking requesting that tattoo on this place.

His cheeks became bloody red. “We can do that.”

—

“Please take your top clothing off. Your bra too…” suddenly he felt so nervous. Like he never saw woman’s breasts before, like he never said this sentence in his work. “It’s because of the placement.” He nervously explained, like he needed to excuse himself and turned around to give you some privacy.

You smiled to yourself. Maybe you were shy that it was painful, but you really understood some things. You took off your clothing, carefully folding it and putting your bra on the top of it.

You wanted to scooped it in the corner of the couch, but what if someone is gonna come it and would like to sit there? You didn’t want to distribute some people by your clothes.

You didn’t even think about how irrational those thoughts were.

“Uh, where can I put my clothes?” You asked and Sirius turned around. And you were looking up at him like your life depended on him. Your hands were in front of you, holding your folded clothes like you were giving it to him, hiding your breasts that looked so hypnotizing to him.

“Oh,” he gasped. “You can leave it on the couch, angel.” It slipped so effortlessly that he wasn’t even ashamed of it. He felt how tensed you were. How awkward this situation felt, but you were so nice to him, your behaviour careful and light, even when your body posture looked like the opposite.

You placed your clothes back, brining your arms up to your chest to cover yourself. “I’m going to cover your breasts, I just need them to be as they are. You know… b-because-”

“I know,” you smiled at understanding. Sirius took a few napkins, fondling then in half and taping them together. “Could you please…?” Sirius pointed at your arms, suddenly he felt like a teenager who sees breasts for the first time. “Oh, yeah, sorry.” You said and quickly pulled your arms down.

Reliving your breasts at him and he felt how every thought of his is leaving him. Sirius’ eyes roamed all over your torso. From your pierced nipples to your bellybutton piercing and happy trail. And back to your face which told him how shy you got.

He saw many breasts at work weekly, maybe even daily but there was something about you that made him view you more than as another costumer.

“My hands may be a bit way too cold, so I apologise.” He suddenly murmured and you looked at away. You were looking into the wall as you felt his gloved cold fingers taping napkins over your breasts to cover you.

“Everything alright?”

“You’re cold, Mr. Black.” You chuckled and he felt like from now he has to do everything to hear your laugh again and again.

—

“Does it hurt?” He looked up at you from your breasts like every minute, just to sneak a glance at you to make sure you’re okay. “No, I’m okay, thank you.” You meekly said and he knew that you were lying a bit.

It’s not like this was your first tattoo, but it was a new place, it was large and you looked way too polite to complain.

“Just tell me if you need anything, alright?” He made sure and you nodded, swallowing the sharp pain that was creating on your ribs.

—

“…and you know, my mum is strict and religious so things like tattoos and piercings weren’t allowed. But now I’m adult and I have my own job and I live alone so I can do that.” You laughed at that like a little devil, bitting your tongue as you did.

“So rebellious?” Sirius smirked. He felt like he got onto your wave quickly. He was glad that he was able to get behind your shy walls.

“You make fun of it but actually yes. Who do you think that pierced my ears?”

Sirius stopped tattooing and looked up. There was at least 10 piercings in each ear. All those positions were right. Right in their spots as they were supposed to be, in angle they supposed to be, space between them as it was supposed. He was impressed.

“You?” He asked, his eyes widening. “Yeah, needles are ridiculously cheap. 40 needles for 1£? It made me experiment a lot.” You explained.

“Wait…” He thought, remembering his school years too. “You bought them in the pharmacy, right? Because piercing needles aren’t that cheap.” He did the same thing.

“Yes exactly.” You smiled. “So all alone?” He asked.

“Yeah, lots of them looked like a crap at the first try, so it took me all of those 40 needles to end up with something like this.” You felt a bit embarrassment to admit something like that. But your therapist said that it’s important not to be ashamed of your mistakes.

“Damn,” Sirius adjusted in his seat. “Brave girl.” He quickly pulled the picture of young Y/n living in strict religious household and doing her piercings in the middle of the night just to feel something.

He felt like he was slowly connecting to you. Like something deeper was connecting you both. But you didn’t know and he felt this urge to tell you that. Very few people knew that, but he felt safe with you.

“My mum…” He started.

—

“You okay?” He asked when he felt you tensed up underneath his touch. You shook your head and he immediately stopped. Putting down his gun and cooling down your skin with the back of his cold gloves. “What’s wrong, angel?” His head was hovering over yours and he saw a few tears escaping your eyes

“I’m so sorry, it hurt so much, I just didn’t expect it.” You quickly apologised and wiped your tears away. Suddenly feeling so small and embarrassed under his gaze.

“It’s okay, sweet girl. No need to apologise, alright? Let’s take a break.” He helped you sit up, holding your back in case your head would want to go spinny.

“Deep breathes, we have all the time in the world.” He promised and you took a deep shaky breath. “Here, drink up.” He handed you the fruit tea that was actually cold by now.

“Thank you.” You squeaked and nursed on the tea.

“I would like to say that we can stop, but that would make our tattoo unfinished.” He joked and you chuckled. Oh that sweet smile of yours, it’s gonna get him in trouble.

“No, I can do it.” You assured him and he smiled. “Knew you are brave.”

—

“Are you planning any piercings?” He asked as he was back on your skin.

“I actually do!” You tilted your head at him. You didn’t even wait for him and started talking. It felt like he found the right topic to talk about.

“I definitely want to get septum and tongue. I’m sure that both nostrils too.” You had this dreamy look on you, smile all sweet and pure.

“The rebel is rebelling.” You both laughed at that.

—

“I’ll talk to Remmy and find which one of us is free sooner and I’ll text you later today, alright?” He was walking you towards the main door, walking behind you like a dog.

“How do you feel though, everything okay?” He placed his hand on your shoulder, stopping you like he wasn’t ready to let you go yet.

“Yes of course! I’m gonna expect your message then. And yes I’m all okay. Just the tissue on the tattoo feels so fucking weird.” You shivered as you said that.

“You can take it off in a few hours, alright?”

—

“I see someone is love strucked.” Remus teased as he hugged his boyfriend from behind, tickling his tummy.

“She’s so magical.” Sirius breathed out.

“What was the with who’s free sooner, hm?” He asked as he kissed his neck. “For piercing.” Sirius said as he still eyed the door you left with.

“And probably for a date too. She’s way too sweet to left behind.” Sirius turned around in his arms and Remus laughed. “So now she’s sweet and not nice and weird?” Remus teased.

“Ah, fuck off mate. That was a glitch in matrix of me.”

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moiravim · 6 months

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Wolfstar adopting you!! (headcannons)

Fluff!! Parental Wolfstar x Gender Neutral reader/ Harry Potter Sibling Relationship

Remus and Sirius adopted you when you were a tween. They wanted to have a kid without having to deal with all that "baby stuff".

When you turn eleven you get your letter from Hogwarts and they can't be any happier. Not only that, but it turns out that you're in the same year as Harry.

Remus and Sirius have grown from their old ways of teasing the Slytherins and won't care what house you're in. Although, they will get very excited if you are in Gryffindor, and Remus will secretly be extremely happy if you're in Ravenclaw.

If your in Slytherin... They'll initially be shocked, but they really wouldn't be upset at all. Sirius sees you as a "mini Reggie" and cries over this at least once a month. It makes him so much more protective of you. Remus will be very understanding with you and never mentions you being placed in Slytherin. Just know they still love you so so much.

If your in Gryffindor... They will go crazy. Your literally a next generation marauder! They probably threw a party to celebrate. And the fact that Harry is a Gryffindor too? Sirius expects the two of you to become best friends and be the "new marauders" (you and Harry will probably end up becoming friends anyways). They're both just so happy!

If your in Hufflepuff... They'll get so excited. They love all your Hufflepuff friends! They genuinely think that You being in Hufflepuff is what's best for you. They just know you'll be so happy with all the other Hufflepuffs. Although beware, because they may tease you a little.

If your in Ravenclaw... They will be so proud of you! Remus is so happy your a Ravenclaw. He initially wanted to be in Ravenclaw and he's just so happy you get to be. Sirius still thinks that Ravenclaw is the "smart house", but you're the smartest person he knows, so... I guess it works out?

Saturday nights three of you have "family time dinner". You all eat a nice meal at the table and then watch movies together or go out and do something fun.

They like to meet your friends and will let them come over often.

In third year Harry finds out that Sirius is his godfather. Things change a lot then. Sirius feels guilty for not allowing Harry to come live with him sooner, but he honestly thought Harry would be better off with the Dursleys. Sirius gives Harry the option to move in with him, and Harry accepts.

The two of you slowly build up a sibling-like relationship, and soon enough the two of you are inseparable.

Your happy family of three is now a happy family of four. And you couldn't be any happier about it. Now, when your dads are busy working during the summer, you and Harry can go out and have fun.

The two of you often get into mischief, running about Diagon Alley. Your dads are just so happy that they get to raise two mini-marauders.

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thebestofoneshots · 1 month

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A LITTLE BIT OF PAINT | wolfstar x reader

Pairing: R.L. x S.B. x Reader

Word Count: 9.9k

Warnings: smut, threesome, finger fucking, oral (male receiving), handj*b, dry h*mping, thigh ridding, p in v, Remus is a mess, mild Dom!Remus (if you squint really hard), he might also have a praise k!nk, Sirius is a flirt (danger to humanity honestly), homoerotic scenes(?), you and Sirius can’t take your eyes off Rem, Rem can’t take his eyes off you either, consent is sexy!

Prompt: Sirius and you are art students and you’ve got an assignment, a nude painting, but you can’t paint each other. Trying to convict Remus to model for you was hard enough, but painting him, while he looks so damn stunning, might prove a harder endeavour to accomplish.

♡ NSFW: Smut under the cut

“So?” Sirius asked as he leaned onto Remus, “would you do it?”

“Pretty please?” you asked with a small pout and a few blinks.

Remus sighed, “Why don’t you just paint each other?”

Both you and Sirius had been trying to convince Remus to be your nude model for an assignment for the last 20 minutes. He was your best friend, and both you and Sirius had always wanted to use him as a model, but had never been too keen to do it, not even clothed. But you needed him now.

“We can’t do someone we’ve fucked,” Sirius said with a sigh, “We’d already done it otherwise.”

“Just use each other and draw a face from a magazine,” Remus offered.

“It won’t work either,” you responded now, “We’ve both been models for the class, they know our bodies.”

Remus tried not to blush at the thought of Sirius and you, naked in the centre of a room for hours on end while people stared and drew all the small details of your bodies. The details that he assumed had only been seen by the other, now he regretted not taking the class, but scolded himself out of those stupid thoughts.

He sighed, “Ask James?”

“Regulus’ gonna do James,” Sirius responded, “He was obviously more than thrilled to oblige him.”

“We wouldn’t be asking you if we didn’t need you, please Moony!”

Remus looked to the side, licking his lips before biting on the bottom one and sighing, however could he say no to the two of you. “Okay,” he whispered.

“Wait, really?” you asked in disbelief, a huge smile dancing on your lips, it made you look stunning.

He nodded, “But you’ll owe me, big one.”

You leaned in to hug him and then Sirius did the same, both of you sandwiching Moony in between the two of you.

“Anything for Moony,” Sirius added.

Just a few days later, you were outside of one of the classrooms. It was a smaller cosy one that tended to be used for models, with huge windows but near the top of the building so no one would be able to look inside. You had rented it for the rest of the day since both you and Sirius were determined to finish in one sitting, and neither of you was sure if Remus would subject himself to more than that either.

“You think he’ll come?” you asked as you looked at your watch for the third time that day.

“He’ll come, luv. Don’t worry about it.”

You sighed, Remus was seldom late. And it took you some time to convince him, you were scared he wouldn’t want to anymore.

You were fumbling with the keys to the room, and just as you inserted them inside the keyhole, you heard a fumbling at the end of the corridor.

“Sorry I’m late,” he said, his bag hanging on the side and a coat hanging on the other side. I got held up by the traffic, “I brought the car since it said it was gonna rain, thought I could give you both a ride back, when we were done.”

You smiled when you spotted him and flipped the keys as Sirius gave you an “I told you so look”.

Remus was breathing heavily when he reached the two of you, “and then I couldn’t find the room, this place is a bloody maze.”

Both you and Sirius chuckled at that. “We arrived late to our first class,” Sirius said. “The teacher told us we’d have to find our own model for being late and we made a deal to model for each other, that’s how we met.”

“I know,” Remus said. He remembered when Sirius and you became friends, first Sirius didn’t shut up about you, then he introduced you to each other, and he understood why Sirius couldn’t shut up about you. Remus and Sirius went way back, they had been friends since elementary, along with James, Peter, Lily, Marlene and Mary. You had quickly gotten along with all of them, and they had made you a part of their little group.

Finally, the door clicked open and you pushed on it, allowing both boys to get in before shutting it down and putting both the hand lock and the latch bolt. Remus threw you a look. “We’ve heard stories of people walking in on people painting and ruining their stuff by knocking things out. I doubt you’d want someone walking in on you.”

Remus nodded and moved to sit on the small coach on the side. Thankfully the room was designed in a way to make models feel at ease. There was a music box where you could play tapes on the side, a sofa for them to feel comfortable, and then there was a table in the middle of the room. Both you and Sirius walked to the closet and he pulled on the easels while you went for the props you were planning to use. A small basket filled with fruits. “You brought the sheet?”

“On my bag,” he said as he nodded to the side.

“Kay,” you said as you leaned down to get it.

“You may start changing Moons,” Sirius said, as the boy moved to help him with the easel. They had one in their apartment, and Remus already knew how to set it up from seeing Sirius do it so many times before.

He swallowed and made sure to finish setting up the easel before nodding and walking towards the table. Sirius was taking off his leather jacket, and Remus attempted to ignore the way his friend’s muscles bent as he did. Sirius had always been beautiful, but this attraction he felt for his best friend was relatively new, he could barely stand it.

You were still looking for the props when you turned around and spotted Remus pulling his soft brown jumper over his head. He wore a soft beige cotton shirt underneath it that was just a little tight over his arms. You tried not to bite your lips as you stared. Both Sirius and you had talked about how pretty you both thought Remus was, what a shame it was he wasn’t into either of you, if only you knew.

Sirius gave you an amused look, his lips curling into a mocking smile and his brows shooting up and down. You pushed him lightly with your shoulder and walked toward the table before your cheeks warmed even further.

“We’ll do mine first,” Remus explained, at least my sketch, Sirius’ next and then we’ll alternate.

“You’ll do different poses?” Remus asked as he looked up at you, pulling the other shirt over his shoulders little after. Sirius tried not to laugh at the way you were looking at his friend. He had already seen how ripped Remus was, they were roommates, after all.

“Yeah,” you responded as you got a hold of yourself. “We are gonna make it seem like we drew different people.”

Remus nodded in response. He was slightly self-conscious about his scars, he’d gotten them as a kid in an accident. His parents were zoologists and worked with wolves, they had taken a puppy home since he was hurt, and Remus thought it was a dog. He pulled the hurt animal out of the cage to “play with it” but accidentally grabbed him from the part he’d been hurt, the animal retaliated by slashing him, face, torso, back, and legs. Remus had been 4 and had no way to defend himself, he also didn’t want to hurt the puppy so he allowed it to happen. When his parents found him, he was crying in a pool of blood, and the wolf pup had hidden somewhere in their garden.

There was apprehension in your eyes as you stared at his scars, not because they were ugly, you thought Remus was beautiful, but because you thought of the pain they had once caused him. You cleared your throat. “I got this for you,” you explained as you showed him the basket of fruits, you had bought them all yesterday and left them in the small fridge in the room. “You’ll be holding in both of your arms, it’s like a recreation of an older painting,” you explained.

Remus nodded, taking in the information as he fumbled with the button of his trousers. Half focused on what you said, half mortified over getting naked in front of you and Sirius.

You pulled the basket in your hands again, “Kind of like this, okay?” you said as you grabbed the basket in the way he would be grabbing it, giving the fruits one last arrangement and taking a picture for reference in case they moved around. He gave you an understanding nod and you gave him a thumbs up in return. Sirius walked over to take Remus’ clothes from the table, and hastily dropped them over the smaller sofa, bringing over a bottle of wine, a decanter and an empty cup.

“Our concept is based on gods, she’s going for Bacchus,” he explained, Remus was fumbling around with the trousers at the end of his feet, taking longer than he normally would to take off his clothes, Sirius obviously noticed. “She wants to capture the youth and lust of winemaking.”

Remus gave him somewhat of a stern look and Sirius smiled cheekily in return. “And yours?” he asked.

“Eros and Psyche,” Sirius responded with a slight tilt of his head.

“And Psyche?”

“Don’t worry your pretty head with it yet,” Sirius added condescendingly and got a shove from Remus in return.

You were looking at the two of them with a smile, you’d always loved the relationship with the two, there was never a time they were more at ease than when they were with each other.

Sirius sighed, and you smiled. Remus still felt nervous, taking his socks off and keeping his boxers on as he waited for new instructions. Sirius gave him a look as he sat on the window just behind you, and your easel, looking at how you sharpened your pencils and charcoal for sketching. “Would you help me pose him?” You asked, turning your head slightly to Sirius before focusing again on your pencils and canvas, taking a ruler to break down the piece into smaller squares to make sure you got your proportions right.

Sirius nodded, jumped down from the window seal and picked up the white sheet he’d brought from his backpack.

“Time to take them off, mate,” he said. Remus swallowed and nodded, taking off his boxers carefully and throwing them in the same direction Sirius had thrown the rest of his clothes. Then he placed his hand over himself and stared in between you and Sirius nervously. You were still focused on your canvas, so you didn’t quite see the interaction, but Sirius did and smiled. He had the inkling little feeling that maybe Remus was into you. He had told you about it but you had shrugged it off, Remus had become something like your best friend, there was no way.

But Sirius had known Remus for longer than you did, and he knew his friend like he knew the back of his hand –and boy he knew that one well from seeing it so much while painting. And the nervous glances Remus kept throwing your way, made him feel a little more confident of his theory. Perhaps all the two of you needed was a little push, and then that one recurring dream he had could become a reality.

Sirius extended the sheet over Remus and placed it on his arms, just falling off the shoulders like some kind of shawl, he then accommodated the sheet covering one of his legs and his private parts. Remus seemed reassured by that, and Sirius again, tried not to smile knowingly. He then passed Remus the basket and helped him accommodate it in place.

“It's not too heavy is it?”

“Not right now,” Remus said as he held it between his hands. Sirius then proceeded to place his hands on Remus’ bare back and traced his fingers over his friend’s muscles in a reassuring and discreet manner, giving a light squeeze near his neck.

“Relax,” he said as he looked at the boy. Sirius had no idea how little relaxing that devious smile of his was, Remus’ skin burned at his touch. “Lean your head back a little bit, would you?” Remus swallowed and did as told, anything to have Sirius step away before he noticed the things he was actually doing to him. “A little bit more,” Sirius insisted and placed his hand on the boy’s neck. Allowing it to linger as he moved him around as he pleased.

“Hey Angel,” he called, and you looked up, smiling at the sight of the two boys, “Is this all right?”

“Come here,” you told Sirius, he finally let go of Rem and walked towards you, standing just behind the easel just at your side. “What do you think? Isn’t he a little too stiff?”

“Yeah,” Sirius responded.

“Thought so,” you breathed and left your pencil and charcoal on the easel before walking towards Remus. “Close your eyes, would you?” you asked softly. Remus hesitated before doing what told. “Take a deep breath for me, good, that’s good… Remember that time you told me about your trip to Dover? You told me you climbed to the very top of the castle, that it was freezing cold and that no one but you had been brave enough to climb up to the roof. It was empty but there was a thin layer of snow on the ground. So thin that when you pressed your feet, it melted away allowing you to see the stone.

“You mentioned you leaned over the edges and got to see the castle, the grounds and then, then you got to see the ocean.” Remus' tense self was slowly starting to subdue. “You said you could hear the distant waves, and then you felt a small prickle in your cheek.”

“It started snowing,” Remus said softly.

You smiled, took a grape from his basket and placed it near his mouth, pushing it in between his lips. He opened his mouth when he felt the fruit and ate it with a frown, opening his eyes to look at it, and then at you. You were so bloody close to him.

“There you go,” you said with a smile. “Much better now, keep that relaxed face of yours so I can paint it, will you?” you added teasingly. Remus was munching on the grape with a confused and yet amused face. You gave him a short wink and then went back to your spot, missing the slight flush that coated his cheek.

“Comfortable?” Sirius teased.

Remus threw him a look and you swatted Sirius with your pencil softly. “Stop teasing him, he’ll tense again,” you scolded. Remus couldn’t help but smile at the small interaction between the two and you finished up with the sharpening, picking up the pencil and starting to sketch. Remus let his head fall back as you traced, closing his eyes and changing his stance every once in a while, pulling his head off and watching you knit your brows together as you moved your pencil over the canvas.

“You’re getting the proportions wrong,” Sirius said. “His hand is bigger than that.”

You grumbled in return, “I know! I just–“ you pulled an eraser and started to furiously move it over the canvas, Remus was looking at the two of you carefully. “I can’t get it to work out.”

“Want help?”

“You can’t keep helping me when I don’t get the hands right…”

“Why not? You always help me with light and shadow, you’re an expert.”

You sighed, “It’s not the same Sirius.”

“Yes it is,” he said in a no-nonsense kind of way, then he placed his hand over yours, and started guiding your sketch. “Come on, loosen up.”

Meanwhile, Remus was looking at the domestic scene between the two with a mix of admiration and longing. The two of you looked stunning as you painted him, both deeply focused on the canvas, with a casual glance straight at his hand holding the basket, he smiled as he saw Sirius lean even closer to you, obviously unnecessary but something Sirius did often anyway. He had never seen his friend as smitten with a human as he had seen him with you.

Eventually, Sirius let go of your hand and you added a few other touches. “Do you want to start painting or should I start with my sketch first?” he asked.

You turned your head and stared at the cloudy sky, “I’ll use the sunlamp for my lighting, we can do yours if you want, that way you take advantage of natural light for your drawing.”

He nodded, “Okay, get ready, I’ll work on the canvas.”

You sent him a short wink and he walked behind his easel. Remus took the time to put down the basket and accommodate the sheet around him a little better. “Cold?” you asked, “we can turn off the AC.” He shook his head. Just self-conscious then, you realised. Well, he won’t have to worry too much about that.

You took your hoodie off and then, but it wasn’t until you took a hold of your shirt and flipped it over your head that Remus realised what was going on. Your hands were behind your bra when he averted his gaze to the side completely blushed. “Sirius, If you’re painting her, can I leave?”

“Of course not,” Sirius said simply, “I’m painting the both of you.”

“You what?”

“Eros and Psyche, remember?”

“But you said you couldn’t paint people you’ve fucked,” he retorted in a rather accusing manner.

“Yeah, that’s why I’ll switch her hair colour and you’ll cover her face.”

“You never said I’d have to pose with your naked girlfriend!”

“It’s okay Rem, I don’t mind, I’ve been a nude model for the class a couple of times.”

Remus, as he would naturally turn to look at you when you spoke, but quickly turned his head to the side when he realised you were now completely naked.

But I do! He thought as he tried to think of anything other than the curve of your breasts. Naked grandma, naked grandma.

You eyed Sirius, “Maybe we can–“ you started, biting your lip.

“Nonsense. We’re all adults, go on.”

You gave Sirius a stern look and he gave you back an equally determined one, nodding towards Remus, a clear indication for you to walk his way.

You took a deep breath but did what he wanted anyway. Walking towards Remus and gently placing a hand on his shoulder, “Hey, If you really don’t want to do this-“

Remus’ head snapped your way, he focused his eyes on yours as best as he could, “No, I– I just– I wasn’t mentally prepared.”

You smiled and tilted your head. You could see the self-restraint he was using not to look at your chest, Sirius was really trying not to cackle behind you as he sharpened his pencils, “You can look,” you said, “you’re gonna see them anyway Rem.” He gave you a frustrated frown. You smiled teasingly in return.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and looked. He was about ready to just stare for half a second and then move on with his life but he couldn’t quite look away. Not when he saw them perk up for him, his warm breath so close to you causing such a reaction.

“They’re beautiful, aren’t they?” Sirius said with a smile from behind the easel. The kind of confident smile of one who knew he could touch them whenever he wanted.

Remus cleared his throat and looked at Sirius. Naked grandma. NAKED GRANDMA. “Go on with your painting, yeah?”

“You haven’t even posed,” he retorted with a smile. You turned your head over your shoulder to look at your boyfriend, “where do you want me?”

Remus tried not to think of those words, and not to memorise them either. He didn’t want to have dreams about it. Sirius on the other hand, smirked and walked over to the two of you, “Alright mate, time to lose the sheet,” he said as he pulled the one thing covering Remus’ body. While Rem shot to cover himself, Sirius gave you a look and then winked.

You narrowed your eyes at him as you tilted your head, what the hell are you up to, pretty boy?

“Okay, Moony. I need you to sit on the table.” Remus did as told, “Now open your legs a little bit.” Remus gave a stern look to Sirius but did as told, still using his hands to cover himself. “Please Rem,” he added, “I’ll show you mine and you’ll show me yours? Take those hands off, would you? We’ve both seen plenty of dicks already.”

You were looking at Remus’ clavicle as he did, trying to avoid the spot that made him so self-conscious, but Sirius was way bolder than that, and he stared straight at his friend’s cock instead. Was that a twitch? Sirius smiled, bit his lip, and turned back to you.

“You’ll be in between his legs, he’ll have his arms around your arms and his head on your shoulder, is that okay?”

“Okay,” you said simply. Now, had it been any other person, perhaps you wouldn’t have accepted the pose, but this was Remus, you trusted Remus.

Remus, who realised there was no use in arguing, did what Sirius had described, leaning forward so you wouldn’t have to stand so close to him. He tried to avoid his chest brushing into yours, ever the gentleman. Anyone else might have just taken advantage.

Sirius nodded and walked behind his easel again, “Luv, hide your head on his neck, okay?”

“Mhm,” you said and did as told. Being so close to Remus was making you feel things. He was really warm and strong. You enjoyed the way he held you, Sirius could tell. He also knew you as the back of his hand.

“Would you mind leaning in a little closer to him?”

You nodded and did as told. Now your chest was brushing against his, Remus could feel your hardened nipples against his chest, the tip of his ears was now red, even if a good deal of blood was going south. You assumed it was due to embarrassment.

Sirius had already started to draw, and you decided you’d try and ease him, you bent your elbows and wrapped your arms around his shoulders, allowing his grip to become a lot more secure, “It's okay,” you whispered. “Sirius is way faster at sketching than me, he’ll be over in a second. I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable.”

“No, I’m sorry for making this so awkward,” he said softly. “I bet you are used to this and I’m making it weird.”

“Not really,” you said honestly, leaning your head on his shoulder a little more, that was something you had done often, with clothes, though. “I’ve never modelled with anyone other than Sirius. I only said I would because it would be you.”

“You what?” Remus asked, you accommodated and your lips accidentally brushed against his neck, he felt the blush spreading, he was losing control. He couldn’t keep thinking of a naked grandma when he had you pressed against him, whispering on his neck, your warm breath against his skin igniting him like a match against dry leaves.

“I only agreed to Sirius’ pose when he proposed it because you’d be the male model. I don’t like modelling so close to other people.”

Remus sighed, closing his eyes, his cock was already half hard, and here you were talking to him about trusting him to be the male model, he was a total dick.

“Luv, lean in a little closer would you?” Sirius asked.

Remus didn’t even have enough time to give Sirius a warning glance since you confidently did as told, and that’s when you felt it: hard, brushing just under your belly button. You pulled apart just for a second and looked down.

He is huge.

Remus was beet red and staring at Sirius with a mix of exasperation, embarrassment, and anguish. But neither of you seemed to mind, you just pulled your hips slightly back and went back to the previous pose, your nipples brushing against his chest again and making his boner grow even more.

“It’s okay,” you reassured, “It’s actually quite normal, you’d be surprised how many times it happens.”

Remus had his eyes closed shut and was trying not to think, not of your soft chest against him, not of your soft breath fanning against his skin, and certainly not of how close your pussy was to his dick.

You could tell how much more tense he was now. “Do you want to take a break?”

“No,” he said quickly. “Let’s just get over with it.” The last thing Remus needed was to take a break only for it to happen again the minute your skin came into contact with his.

“Are you sure? You’re a lot more tense now, Moons,” you said with a frown as you gently brushed your hand on his soft back, tracing a finger over one of his scars without quite realising you were doing it.

He shook his head, “No, it’s okay.”

“Remus–“ Sirius started.

“It won’t work,” he snapped a little harsher now.

Sirius’s perspicacious look turned into a smirk, he knew he wasn’t imagining things. He gently placed his pencil on the easel and walked over to Remus. “Why not Moony?”

“Sorry?” He asked, nervous. You felt him tense even further and pulled back, he got a glimpse of your breasts again and he only became harder.

“Sirius, you’re making him more nervous,” you added with a frown, your hand still brushing reassuringly on his back.

“No,” he replied, and focused his gaze back on Remus. “I want to know why it wouldn’t work.”

Remus grabbed the basket that was still lying around and placed it over his lap, covering his ever-growing boner.

“You don’t have to respond to that, Rem.”

“He does,” Sirius insisted.

Remus looked at Sirius in disbelief before huffing. “You’re making your bloody gorgeous girlfriend, pose with me and hug me, and lay her head on my shoulder, all while naked. And you’re looking at us, with that, piercing fucking gaze of yours while you do. A break is not going to help because you’ll make us do it again!”

Sirius still had a stern face on, but you noticed the small twist on his lips, he was holding back a smirk.

“Sirius,” you warned.

“No,” he said and focused on Remus again. “Remus, you think my girlfriend’s gorgeous?”

“Everyone thinks your girlfriend’s gorgeous.”

“No, Remus. Do you think she is?”

Remus avoided Sirius’ gaze, red with embarrassment and anger. More at himself than anyone else. His jaw was clenched and his eyes squeezed shut.

Sirius threw you an amused look and you gave him an impatient one. You could tell he was playing with Moony and you didn’t like it one bit. Sirius, though, wasn’t one to stop things so easily, and he pulled you softly from your spot in between his legs and took it, placing both hands on Remus’ shoulders who just tensed even further. He leaned closer to his ear, “I’m asking you something, Remus.”

Remus didn’t reply, the muscles of his jaw clenching and unclenching. You were about to pull Sirius back but he spoke again, “I’m asking because–” he tone was softer, the threatening tone from earlier fading into a more lewd one, “It’s okay of you do,” he whispered, and then pressed his lips to Remus’ tense shoulder. Remus’s eyes snapped open and he spotted you, you gave him a short smile, and then he felt Sirius’s lips pressed against him again, “because we both have the hots for you as well,” Sirius mumbled against his skin.

Remus swallowed thickly at that, and you could feel a familiar pulsing between your legs.

Remus pushed Sirius off, the other boy just stared at his friend with a smile, “don’t play with me, Black!” he warned, angry and steady.

“He’s not,” you interceeded. Sirius was a flirt, it was hard to believe him sometimes, but for you, who had been with him for a while, it was easy to see the shine in his eyes when he saw Remus, it wasn’t there when he saw other men. You walked over to Sirius and took hold of his arm, laying your head gently on his shoulder and allowing your entire front to be exposed to Remus. “The question is, Remus, do you like us back?”

Remus’ breath was caught in his throat, he wasn’t sure what to respond, could he even?

“And what does that mean?”

You shot Sirius a glance, there was a silent understanding between the two of you, a small nod from Sirius, and you walked closer to Remus, “It means we like hanging out with you,” you said softly and took a step towards him, “It means we like having you around, It means we like it when your eyes brighten as you speak of a new book you love and it means we love the way your hair falls on your face when you forget your umbrella and you borrow one of ours.” You were dangerously close to him now, “It means we like it when you stand close to us, it means we would like to touch you,” you placed a hand on his leg, and traced from his knee to the thick of his muscle, and left it there while making soft circles with your thumb.

“It means when we invited you to model for us we were being selfish, we wanted to have more of you than we normally did,” Sirius said, also walking closer, “It means I specifically had to wear bigger pants because I knew the moment I saw you naked along with her, my mind would roam, and take me back to my dreams.”

“Your dreams?” Remus asked as he gulped, gaze darting between your hand on his leg and Sirius approaching both of you.

“Our dreams,” you interceeded, having him turn back to look at your face. “The question is, Remus–“ You grabbed onto the basket and started to drag it away from him. “Do you want us? Or is this just a natural reaction?” you asked, nodding back to his hard cock, trying not to lick your lips as you did.

Sirius still hadn’t touched Remus, but he was standing so close he’d only have to lean in to kiss the boy’s neck. “I–“ Remus hesitated, and looked at Sirius, trying to find confirmation. He could barely believe what was going on, perhaps he had fallen asleep on your shoulder and this was just a figment of his eager imagination.

Sirius smiled and nodded down. His pants were big, but not big enough to hide the tent that had formed in his pants. Remus swallowed again. By now you had already discarded the basket of fruit, a couple of them rolling out and scattering on the floor with a loud thud. None of the three seemed to hear it, all of your gazes were firmly set on each other.

“It is real, Remus,” you said and leaned close enough to kiss his neck near the spot Sirius had kissed initially. You had wanted to do that while Sirius was sketching the two of you, and you took the chance to finally do it. Still, neither you nor Sirius had touched Remus’ cock, you wanted him to say yes before you did something irreparable. But unlike Sirius, you didn’t leave your kiss as a small innocent one, instead, you opened your mouth to his skin and started licking and sucking lightly.

A strangled moan escaped Remus’ lips. and you smiled, continuing to kiss him in the same way, eager to hear the sound again.

“Should we take that as a yes?” Sirius asked, voice raspy and low from how turned on he was at the sight of the two of you.

Remus let out a soft scoff, and then he pulled you from his neck, he hated the disappointed glance you had as he held your face in between his hands. Your eyes were blown with lust and your lips were wet from the kiss.

You swallowed, ready to pull apart but Remus dragged your head towards his and leaned in just enough to plant a desperate kiss on your lips. You were surprised at first but quickly melted into him, moaning as he dragged his demanding tongue over your lips, which only fueled him further, he wanted to hear those sounds, he wanted to hear the both of you make those sounds over and over again until he was deafened by them.

“Yes,” he whispered as he pulled apart, panting for air and dropping smaller kisses around your face, “bloody hell yes!” he insisted.

Sirius leaned in, and whispered on Moony’s ear, “Should have told us earlier.” He pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, but quickly moved down to kiss the boys jaw, “We’ve been dreaming about you for months.”

“Imagine my surprise when Sirius woke me up, panting your name,” you said, “I thought it was a nightmare until I felt how hard he was.”

Remus sighed and leaned his head on your shoulder as Sirius continued to kiss him, you took that as an opportunity to place your hand on his back again, allowing your fingers to feel and touch every single part of him that you hadn’t been able to touch earlier, and that you found absolutely stunning.

Another moan escaped Remus’ mouth when he felt your hand on his back, and Sirius smiled, the wicked smile of his and he pulled apart from his neck and easily sat on the table before moving behind Remus in a kneeling position, taking both of his shoulder and pulling him back from the hunch he’d been on. The sight of both boys almost set you on fire, Sirius noticed, he noticed almost everything.

“Moony, love,” he said as he leaned into the boy’s neck and allowed his hand to softly massage Remus’ back muscles, “Isn’t she stunning?”

You threw Sirius an inquisitive look and he just winked, he seemed to always know what to do.

“She is,” Remus breathed, eyes hooded as he allowed Sirius to touch him, clearly lost on him.

Sirius smiled, “I want you to touch her,” he said with a smirk, “touch her like you wanted to touch her when I was drawing the two of you behind the easel. I saw you looking at her, I saw the way your hands fought to stay in place.”

“Sirius,” Remus warned.

But Sirirus’ smirk only grew wider, he knew his words were sending both you and Remus into a state of absolute frenzy, all he’d have to do was push you into each other, “Touch her, I know she wants it as much as you do.”

Remus was hesitant, but he placed his hand on your shoulder and dragged you closer to the two of them in a soft pull. You looked up at him and smiled, squaring your shoulders and allowing him to see your almost throbbing nipples, desperate to be touched, and to be held by either of the two.

He was slow and hesitant, allowing his hand to fall from your shoulder to your arms, and then to your waist, and to the small of your back. Sirius placed a soft kiss just over Remus’ ear and then whispered, “Touch her, Remus, touch the place you’ve wanted to touch since you saw that little black bra of hers that makes me lose my mind.”

Remus breathed, he remembered the little piece perfectly, he allowed his hand to drag up, and let his thumb rest right under your breast, feeling the soft bounce of it and gently rubbing underneath, an innocent touch, almost a graze, nothing in comparison to the way Sirius would sometimes grab at them, and yet, it was just making you wetter. “Remus,” you whined as you leaned your head on his free shoulder. That seemed to be the fuel he needed to drag his hand even further up and allow his thumb to brush against your nipple. You clenched against nothing as he did, and moaned. He had a small scar tracing just around his thumb, the feeling of textures against your skin dragging you to heaven.

Sirius smiled at your reactions and started to kiss his neck. Which had Remus’ head tilt back in pleasure. That’s when you leaned your hand down again, eager to feel him, you were gentle and decided to give him enough time to stop you if he wanted, but the slow massaging of your hand towards his cock was only making Remus grow harder, a small droplet of precum already coming from his tip. He hadn’t even dared to dream of such a moment, and here you were, making it happen. When your hand finally wrapped around him he let out a breathy moan, his hand on your breast tightening. You smiled and pressed a soft kiss to his shoulder.

“May I?” you asked softly.

“Please,” he managed to say, Sirius chuckled at his neediness but Remus was quicker and pulled on his hair to drag him to his mouth. The longer-haired boy was surprised at first but quickly smirked into Remus’ demanding kiss, swallowing all the moans that would leave him as you slowly brushed your fingers over his cock. First, tracing a thin line from the bottom to the top, right over the pulsing vein. And then you wrapped your hand around him, firm but gentle, and rubbed the tip with your thumb.

Sirius pulled from the kiss that Remus chased into just to let you hear his moans and whispered, “Do you hear that, love?” he said as he placed a hand on Remus’ neck to keep his desperate lips from crashing against his mouth again. “You’re turning him into an animal.”

“We are,” you responded and tightened your grip around him, starting only now to gently stroke. You got to hear another moan from Moony before Sirius returned to kiss him. You leaned your head on Remus’ shoulder again, that place proving to be one of your favourite sports of the night, and started to trace kisses up his neck. You could feel his reactions in the way he would sometimes squeeze your breasts a little harder, or when he moved his hand down your waist. “And he makes such lovely sounds, doesn’t he?”

Sirius hummed in return, not daring to tear his lips away from the kiss.

Then you reached Remus’ ear. “If only you knew how wet you’re making me,” you whispered, a sly, fox-like smile appearing on your lips. Sirius threw you a side glance in between kisses and raised one of his eyebrows at you.

“Show him then,” he said before going back to kiss Remus, but using one of his hands to place it on the boy’s waist. “Pull back a little, Moons.”

Remus did as told, giving you enough space to be able to climb into the table as well, both legs on either side of one of his, and then slowly you let yourself down onto him, sighting at the feeling of his muscles against your sex. Remus gave you an encouraging squeeze on the waist, and that was enough for you to start grinding yourself onto his leg. Somehow, you managed to maintain the strokes on his cock as you rubbed onto him.

“Do you feel that, love?” Sirius asked as he broke the kiss to have the two of them look at you. You had your eyes closed and were focused on both your hips and hand movements. You felt Remus’ cock twitch, but you didn’t know it had been because he was looking at you. “Do you feel how wet you’ve made her?”

Remus looked at his glistening leg as you slid down and then up again, firmly pressing yourself against him, even if it was hard with the position you were in. He flexed his muscles and he felt your hand tremble in his cock, “She’s so pretty, Pads. You get to see her like this all the time?”

Sirius chuckled and decided to kiss Remus’ neck, so they could both continue delighting at the sight of you riding his leg. Remus seemed hesitant at first, but he dragged his hand down to your waist and towards your leg. Clearly giving in to the temptation to touch.

“Go ahead, she likes it,” Sirius encouraged in a chuckle and Remus didn’t think twice. You stiffened when you felt his hand brush against you as you pushed yourself into him, now opening your eyes to figure out whose hand had been bold enough. You smirked when you realised who it had been.

“Still curious?” you asked and pushed yourself towards his hand again.

Remus didn’t speak, instead, he focused on brushing his fingers over your folds which had you sight in content. But Remus was slightly hesitant as if he wasn’t sure how to touch you properly. When Sirius realised the lack of moans, he decided he’d help. He placed a quick kiss on Remus’ temple and then moved behind him again. Allowing one of his hands to rest on Moony’s neck and then using the other to trace his arm until he reached the hesitant hand still brushing against your sensitive spots.

“Like this,” he said as he took hold of his hand and started making his movements more determined. You moaned at the new, more purposeful touch, and Sirius’ smirk grew. “Slow and determined,” he instructed. Remus himself found your clit after that, and he gently pressed his finger over it, testing.

“Fuck do that again,” you managed to whisper as you leaned your head on his shoulder again, Sirius placed a soft comforting kiss on your temple, your hands on Remus’ cock becoming dumber as the pleasure consumed you.

Remus did as told, and you moved your hips towards his fingers almost instinctively. “Such a fast learner,” Sirius praised, and you’d swear you saw Remus inflate slightly at his words.

“Yeah, Moony!” you sighed, voice mellow, something in between words and a moan. “You’re amazing,” you added as you kissed his neck, chasing all the way to his mouth. The hand that Sirius used to teach him, had long forgotten its purpose and had somehow found its way to your breast, pinching and squeezing like he knew you loved. His lips glued to Moony’s neck in the meantime.

Moony pressed a tentative finger to your entrance, you smiled into the kiss, and pushed into him, he bit your lips as his finger dug inside you, “Fuck,” he whispered into your mouth, “so tight.” You clenched around him, as you pulled from the kiss and brushed the tip of his cock with your thumb, you were eager to hear another one of those melodic moans of his. And you did, reeling on the power he had given you before going back to kiss him.

“She is Moony, it’ll feel insane around your cock too, I promise,” Sirius whispered to his ear. If you had been thinking properly, you might have swatted him for assuming how things would end, but the idea of having Remus’ cock inside of you only made you wetter, your hips chasing his finger a little more desperate as you used it to chase your own pleasure.

Remus used his free hand to take yours from his cock and placed it on his shoulder since he knew that would help you be a little more steady, he missed your touch, but the moans he pulled from you were enough compensation. He went for another finger and you moaned at how much more full you felt. Remus had longer fingers than Sirius did, and the scars added a layer of textures that you had never felt before but that you could easily get used to.

His touch was much more curious and soft than Sirius’ had been the first time, and you’d be lying if you said it wasn’t aiding you into a state of absolute bliss. Sirius, ever the clever, figured out you were close in a second. He pulled Moony deeper into the table, pulling you along with him, took off his shirt and moved behind you. Both of his tights around yours, Moony’s in between. He pressed himself onto you allowing you to feel his warm and slightly sweaty skin. You could feel his boner pressing onto your ass which had you sight in pleasure.

“How’s that, my love,” he said. “Do you like having Moony’s hand all over you? His fingers inside?”

“Sirius,” you sighed. His hands were now on your hips, helping you ride Moony’s fingers with much more ease. Moony’s fingers got faster, and you could feel Sirius holding back from dry humping you from behind, his hips sometimes chasing against your ass, you had neglected him a little. “Like that,” you managed to whisper once Remus did a particular movement, a flick of his finger, and he instantly repeated it.

“She’s close Moony,” Sirius warmed as he felt you tense, he moved his hands on your body reassuringly, but in the way that he knew you loved, you tensed, tightening around Remus’ fingers, and then let out a long, and quiet moan. “There you go,” Sirius added softly as he brushed his fingers over your leg, both of them helping you ride down from your high. Eventually, Remus took his fingers from inside you and placed a reassuring hand on your leg. You closed your eyes, head still pressed onto his shoulder as you breathed in, Remus had always smelled delightful, but you’d swear he smelled even better today.

You then reached your hand down but Sirius beat you to it, “My turn,” he said as he pushed you closer to Remus and took a hold of his cock. “You don’t mind, do you?” he asked Remus with a smile, knowing well his answer.

Remus gulped and shook his head, which had Sirius smile like a wolf and start playing around with his friend’s cock. He clearly knew what he was doing much better than you did since he had Remus panting and moaning a lot faster than you had. He also had you firmly pressed against Remus as he touched him, if you had wanted to –which you obviously didn’t– you wouldn’t be likely to get out in between the two. Still, you busied yourself with kissing Remus’ neck again, that spot that you seemed to be addicted to.

Remus sighed, and you started to brush your hands all over his body, moaning and grunting growing louder. Sirius felt his friend’s cock twitch in his hand and he knew he was close, so he stopped. Remus gave him a pleading look but he pulled his hand back completely and the you along with him. You didn’t realise what was going on until you saw Remus’ throbbing cock and confused look.

“Sirius!” you reprimanded. Remus seemed to be struggling to form proper words.

“He won’t get to fuck you if he comes into my hand,” Sirius responded then leaned his head into your shoulder and looked at Remus with a knowing pout. “Would you rather come into my hand than feel her tight little pussy around you, Moons?”

Remus scoffed. He wasn’t sure what he was expecting by getting sexually involved with Sirius Black, but he should have fucking expected this kind of behaviour.

Sirius smiled, “How about we help him cool down a little but keep him hard, darling?”

You leaned your head back onto Sirius, opening your legs a little for Remus to get a better view of your glistening sex. “What do you like, Remus?” You asked in the most innocent tone. As if you were asking about the taste of ice cream he preferred and not the kind of shit that turned him on.

But frankly, neither you nor Sirius would have to do anything special to turn him on, he already pretty much worshipped you. Remus was still at a loss of words, he stared at both of you, then down between your legs and then up at your faces again.

“Do you want me to eat her out?” Sirius asked as he tilted his head.

“Or would you rather see me blow him?”

“Cowgirl?”

“Doggie?”

Remus was sure that if you didn’t stop you, you might just list the entire kamasutra before he made a choice, “anything.”

You tsked and shook your head, “No, Moons, that’s not the deal,” you replied. “What do you want?”

Again, he saw you tense and relax between your legs as you asked him, and he didn’t miss the smirk that drew on your lips when he started. “I want” –he hesitated– “touch him.”

“Your wish is my command,” you said with a smirk and instantly turned to Sirius, making sure to have him spin around enough so that you wouldn’t have Remus just look at your back, although he would have been more than happy staring at the way your ass moved.

“Did you hear that, Pads?”

Sirius hummed in response as he helped you accommodate, you were now cradling him. You first went for a kiss, soft, but demanding, as you two kissed, you lowered one of your hands and gripped Sirius over his pants. He moaned into your mouth and you pulled back from the kiss, no matter how addictive his lips were, you wanted Remus to hear his precious moans as well.

Remus’ hands were itching to go back to his cock when he heard Sirius’ moan. He was too pretty, both of you were, he could still barely believe what was happening, but he sure loved every bit of it. “Help me get this off,” you said as you turned to Remus and pressed your hands onto Sirius’ belt.

He raised his eyebrows amused and you gave him a short wink. He did as told. Leaning in closer and unbuckling the belt before sliding it off Sirius who was a moaning mess since your hand was still on him. Once Remus managed to move the button off, you were quick to digg your hand in and Sirius raised his hips a little to take it off along with his boxers.

Remus’ cock twitched when he saw Sirius’ hard and proud. He wanted to touch it as much as he wanted to see you touch it, but he wasn’t sure Sirius would want him to touch it so instead he moved his desperate hand to the boy’s neck. You smiled at that and brushed yourself against him, passing his cock over your folds a few times to coat him with your wetness before gripping at him securely.

“Sto–p teasing,” Sirius managed to say, and you laughed, placing a soft kiss to his cheek before wrapping your hand around him and starting to stroke. Remus seemed fascinated by the way you moved your hand on Pads, like you knew exactly what he wanted when he moaned or moved his hips slightly to the side. At some point Sirius started to chase your hand with his hips as well but Remus placed his hand on his legs to keep him down. Sirius turned to the boy with a frown and Remus smirked.

“I said I wanted her to touch you, not for you to fuck her hand,” he replied in a low tone.

You giggled at the stifled moan that left Sirius’ lips when Moony said that, and continued with your strokes, turning your wrist so you had a bit more control and toying with the tip whenever your thumb got close enough to it.

“Close,” Sirius breathed and you smiled, looking at Moony with a small smirk before pulling back a little from both of them but still stroking. Then you pulled further down and Sirius almost came in your hands at the mere image of what you were about to do. You pressed a kiss to kiss your stomach, and gently lowered down, allowing your nipples to brush over his cock causing him to shudder.

You licked your lips before going down and pressing a soft and gentle kiss over his tip, you could feel the blood rushing and his cock twitching. You then pressed your tongue to him and Sirius let out a low, almost imperceptible groan. The first, soft splurt of his cum fell on the outside of your mouth before you wrapped your lips around him and sucked the rest of him dry. By the time you were done, Sirius was panting and gripping onto Remus’ leg as he attempted to catch a breath. You raised yourself back up to look at them both.

You opened your mouth to show you had yet to swallow it all and then turned to Remus, “Want a taste?”

Sirius was already sore, and yet when Moony nodded and pulled you in for a desperate kiss, he swore he felt himself twitch again. In a matter of seconds, you had climbed onto his lap, leaning into the kiss and only pulling apart to see his reaction, a line of spit still connected the two of you as smirked.

“Fuck,” Sirius said in a low moan at the sight.

“How was it?” you asked as you bit your lip.

Remus tilted his head and dragged your hips to his, “Is not over yet, is it?”

“I meant the taste,” you replied as you rolled your hips on his cock.

He licked his lips, and laid his head on your shoulder as he looked at Sirius. “Fucking delicious,” he said.

You pressed a soft kiss to his neck. “Bet,” you added before rolling your hips against his again. “Ready?”

“Mhm.”

“Good,” you said, and then lifted yourself, brushing on his cock a couple of times before bringing your hand down to it, brushing his tip on you, making sure to brush your clit, and then slowly, sinking yourself onto him.

You breathed out as you did, getting used to his size, and he waited patiently for you to finish.

“You all right?” he asked softly.

You let out a breathy “Yeah.”

“Tell me when I can start moving.” You squeezed your walls around him. “Fuck–“

Sirius laughed from the side and placed a hand on Remus’ arm, “Did I not mention she has a tendency to do that? I almost came the first time she did it to me.”

You squeezed again and then started to move, slow and steady at first, Remus was a groaning mess again and it only fueled your resolve to continue moving and squeezing, eventually, his hips started thrusting up into yours and your movements seemed to synchronise.

“Touch her too,” Sirius suggested and Remus did as told, quickly bringing one the hands that rested on your waist to your clit. You started to roll your hips so you could increase the pressure and he helped by moving his finger closer.

“Is that good?”

“Fuck yes,” you responded.

You continued for a while, and you felt Remus get extremely close, if his moaning indicated anything but then he stopped thrusting into you and you slowed your pace with a questioning frown.

“Can…” he panted. “Can I try something?”

You nodded in return and Remus smiled, he pulled you up with his hands on your waist –his cock still inside you– and flipped you around, now your back was laying on Sirius’ chest and you could feel his semi-hard on your ass.

“Moony what are you–“ he started but was shut up by a kiss as he thrusted into you. Both the kiss and your asscheeks brushing onto him had Sirius harden even more as Remus thrust in and out of you.

“Touch her the way she likes,” he said to Sirius in between kisses and the other boy did exactly that, chasing in between the entanglement of bodies until he found your clit, tentatively, he brushed his hand down to feel where Remus and your body connected and Remus moaned at the feeling of Sirius’ hands on him again. “I said touch her,” he added with a sigh, “I want her to come again.”

Sirius smiled and pressed a short kiss to Remus’ lips. “Your wish is my command.”

Seconds later Sirius’ expert fingers were on you, brushing and circling your clit the way that made you brainless, your ass pressed onto his cock and Remus rutting into you quickly made you feel absolute bliss.

“I’m about to–“

“She as well,” Sirius said as he felt the way you moved on top of him.

Remus reeled at the thought and groaned out as he started to come, he tried to pull out but Sirius was quick to keep him in place. “She’s taking something,” he said simply, and that was enough for Remus to allow your walls to milk him. As he did, Sirius was fast with his hand and you were cumming on Remus’ cock, squeezing him even more as his pace started to slow down.

Sirius, who was already sore, came for the second time that night a little after, surprising you since you were not expecting to feel the sticky wetness against your ass.

Remus felt it too, since part of it spluttered all the way to his legs and he looked at Sirius with a mildly impressed stare.

“You two are fucking hot,” he said, unapologetically. Remus pushed into you a couple more times and then he allowed his weight to fall on both of you.

“Too heavy?” he managed to ask.

“No,” you said as you accommodated your head next to Sirius’ and pressed a soft kiss to his jaw. He sighed in contentment.

Eventually, Remus drew himself out of you and then pulled back from his position on top and instead laid with his back against the table. He bit his lip, “I guess you’ll have to find another model.”

“No way in hell we’re ever gonna look for another model,” you said with a laugh, also rolling from Sirius and letting yourself fall right in between the two of them, “Moony’s just perfect, isn’t he?”

“Thought you couldn’t paint someone you’d fucked…” he breathed.

Sirius laughed, “Well, they don’t have to know we’re a thing…”

Remus felt so many emotions at once, you were a thing, but also Sirius doesn't want people to know.

“…until after we’ve handed in the paintings, and gotten our grades,” he added with a cheeky smile.

“Besides, the sun is gone,” you added. “We’ll have to come back another day.”

“Didn’t you mention a sunlamp or something?” Remus asked.

“We’ll have to come another day,” you repeated with a smirk. And Remus gave you an impressed look.

“Do you guys have anything to do?” Sirius asked.

You shook your head and Remus said a quick “No.”

“Why?” you asked.

“I think Prongs is sleeping over at Reggie’s.”

“Is he now?” Remus questioned.

“I thought we could have a sleepover of our own.”

You scoffed a laugh, of sleep, it wouldn’t have much.

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